Psalms 92

1 A Psalm or Song for the sabbath day. It is a good thing to give thanks to the LORD, and to sing praises to thy name, O most High:

Abụ Ọma. Abụ maka ụbọchị izuike. Ọ bụ ihe ziri ezi ito Onyenwe anyị, na iti egwu nye aha gị, gị Onye kachasị ihe niile elu,

2 To show forth thy lovingkindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night,

ikwupụta ịhụnanya gị nʼụtụtụ, na ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị nʼabalị,

3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the psaltery; upon the harp with a solemn sound.

jiri ihe iti egwu ụbọ akwara na une bụọrọ gị abụ dị ụtọ.

4 For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

Nʼihi na ị na-eme ka obi dị m ụtọ, site nʼọrụ gị niile, o Onyenwe anyị, Ọ bụ ya mere m ji na-abụ abụ ọṅụ.

5 O LORD, how great are thy works! and thy thoughts are very deep.

Lee ka ọrụ gị si dị ukwuu, Onyenwe anyị. Leekwa ụdị echiche miri emi ị na-eche.

6 A stupid man knoweth not; neither doth a fool understand this.

Ndị uche kọrọ amaghị nke a, ndị nzuzu enweghị nghọta,

7 When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; it is that they shall be destroyed for ever:

ọ bụ ezie na ndị ajọ omume na-etopụta dịka ahịhịa ndị na-emekwa ajọ ihe na-eto na-awasa, a ga-ala ha nʼiyi ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.

8 But thou, LORD, art most high for evermore.

Ma gị, O Onyenwe anyị, bụ onye e buliri elu ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.

9 For, lo, thy enemies, O LORD, for, lo, thy enemies shall perish; all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

Nʼezie, ndị iro gị niile, Onyenwe anyị, e ndị iro gị niile ga-ala nʼiyi; ndị niile na-eme ajọ ihe ka a ga-achụsasị.

10 But my horn shalt thou exalt like the horn of an unicorn: I shall be anointed with fresh oil.

I meela ka mpi m dị elu dịka oke ehi na-akpa ike; awụsala m mmanụ dị mma.

11 My eye also shall see my desire on my enemies, and my ears shall hear my desire of the wicked that rise up against me.

Ejirila m anya m abụọ hụ ka e meriri ndị iro m; ejirila m ntị m nụ maka ịla nʼiyi nke ndị iro m afọ tara mmiri.

12 The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

Ma ndị ezi omume ga-awa igu dịka osisi nkwụ; ha ga-ebukwa ibu dịka osisi ukwu sida nke Lebanọn,

13 Those that are planted in the house of the LORD shall flourish in the courts of our God.

nke a kụrụ nʼime ụlọ Onyenwe anyị, ha ga-eto, wasaakwa nʼime ogige Chineke anyị.

14 They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be fat and flourishing;

Ha ga-amị mkpụrụ, ọ bụladị mgbe ha mere agadi. Ha ga-ejupụtakwa nʼahịhịa ndụ,

15 To show that the LORD is upright: he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

na-ekwupụta, “Onyenwe anyị bụ Onye ziri ezi; ọ bụ Oke Nkume m, ọ dịkwaghị ajọ omume dị nʼime ya.”